Shadows
So here we are, in the endless journey that we call life,
we are born, we grow, we live, and we die.
How many of us truly live? Only those that take chances,
Only those with the courage to stand out from the crowd,
Only those with the strength to be themselves can say that they have truly lived, unlike the others.
Conformity,
Conglomerate,
Copy Cat, all these words can be used, but we know where they will end up.
They will be the shadows behind the cemetary slabs waiting for nightfall,
When there is no moon in the sky,
for it is when they are free,
In the cold loneliness of the darkness.

So, yah. Life is slowly getting very stressful at this point. Lots of diploma exams soon, gotta go to college in the fall. I need to mellow out and I don't believe in drugs. I need a shitload of chai tea and some tai chi. Need to listen to some NIN. Need a life, need to talk to mature people. I need a fricken clue. URGH! Frustration is on the breaking point. I need to jump into some really cold water and collect my thoughts. I need to meditate. I need to let the good juju flow.

I hate stupid people. Stupid people should just die. That way the smart people could live on in happiness knowing that there wasn't some stupid idiot in Brazil burning down the rainforest, Knowing that illigitimate people cannot run the oil rigs near river systems and on the oceans and seas, knowing that there isn't some moron throwing toxic chemicals into the ocean and killing the sea creatures off. As you can tell, I hate stupid people, but then you have to think. If there were no stupid people, there would be no Smart people. Hmmm... I think I'll just crawl back to my underground lair, sip some iced tea and feel sorry for myself. Thank you very much stupid people!

I am so happy! I have lots of interest in my Rpg suspended in dusk and i am finding lots of NIN fans. If anyone messages me asking who NIN is, I am going to block them!If they don't know, they have to find out for themselves!